With a wave of Yi Jun'an's hand.

From the distant car, three figures sprang out, agile as leopards.

These three men arrived incredibly quickly, covering the ground in just two movements before reaching the entrance of the hall.

The trio formed a wedge formation, swiftly closing in on Yang Fei.

There were no pleasantries exchanged, nor any questions asked.

All it took was a gesture from their master, and they immediately attacked their enemy in the fiercest manner.

This was no longer mere bodyguard work.

This was completely akin to a major family's ferocious dogs!

One of them, reaching Yang Fei first.

Boosting his momentum with a running start, he unleashed a Heart-Piercing Leg kick towards Yang Fei.

The target was Yang Fei's throat.

Inside the hall, a whirlwind erupted from the ground.

The bodyguard's speed was so fast that it stirred the air, creating a swirling vortex.

One could imagine the terrifying force behind that kick!

Yang Fei twisted his shoulder to the side, crouching as he darted forward.

His shoulder bypassed the Heart-Piercing Leg bodyguard's snake-like left foot, striking him under the left rib.

Bang!

The Heart-Piercing Leg bodyguard groaned briefly before he could even act, quickly defeated.

He was directly knocked flying by Yang Fei.

The bodyguard's left ribs snapped loudly, breaking in seven or eight places.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

But that was not the end of it.

Yang Fei's form flickered as he pursued the Heart-Piercing Leg bodyguard.

His legs, poised like arrows, shot up as his knee, smashing like a siege hammer, struck the bodyguard's abdomen.

The Heart-Piercing Leg bodyguard groaned again, spitting out bile.

His body, like a dry leaf in autumn, rolled in mid-air and fell away to the distance.

Yang Fei landed, standing proudly.

This was his first physical confrontation with someone since his breakthrough to the Dark Energy Heavenly Grade.

The entire attack flowed smoothly, his Essence Qi bursting to its limits.

All of these events seem lengthy, yet they happened in just an instant.

The two remaining bodyguards, seeing Yang Fei's ferocity, were visibly shocked.

Swiftly channeling their Essence Qi, they attacked Yang Fei from the left and right.

Yang Fei roared, his Whip Kick sweeping across.

In the air, a loud "bang" was heard—Yang Fei's Whip Kick had burst the air.

The sound resembled that of an air explosion.

The two chief bodyguards were terrified.

They instinctively bent their elbows to protect their heads, curling up defensively.

Bang!

Another muffled sound echoed.

The two bodyguards of Dark Force Cultivation had their elbow bones broken outright, utterly losing their defensive capability.

Yang Fei's Whip Kick, like a true iron whip, struck powerfully and unrestrained.

It smashed into the side of the two bodyguards' necks.

Both bodyguards were swept off their feet simultaneously.

Their bodies slammed against the columns at the entrance of the villa, then fell limply to the ground.

Blood furiously spilled from their mouths and nostrils, causing them to faint instantly.

At the entrance of the hall, Yi Jun'an watched Yang Fei in shock.

His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

These three chief bodyguards were top experts borrowed from the Ancestral Temple headquarters.

After he had exhausted all good words and painstakingly offered an antique vase to the Old Clan Chief following a fortuitous rain.

Only then did the Old Clan Chief give his permission, agreeing to loan these three skilled bodyguards.

Yi Jun'an borrowed these three elites with decidedly ill intentions.

He was determined to cripple Yang Fei's leg to vent his anger on behalf of Xu Youjiang and to curry favor by a smooth-sailing maneuver.

However, Yi Jun'an could never have anticipated.

Within the hands of this damned odd-job man from the hotel,

these three top-tier experts couldn't even last ten seconds before being beaten like dead dogs.

Yi Jun'an was nearly driven mad.

Yi Jun'an's aged face violently twitched.

Fear, disappointment, and disbelief intermingled in his eyes.

Yang Fei chuckled, walked towards Yi Jun'an, and patted his shoulder.

"Still want to kill me?"

Yi Jun'an immediately jolted back to reality.

He retreated in fear, backing out to the outside of the hall.

"What do you want?"

Yang Fei shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't want anything, but you've damaged my house, shouldn't you pay for it?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Yi Jun'an suddenly took off running.

This man, over fifty years old, suddenly became as agile as a monkey, impressively fast.

As he ran, he yelled loudly.

"Everyone, get off the vehicles, and take the Miss back!"

Yang Fei chuckled.

He hadn't expected Yi Jun'an, a tycoon listed in the rich list, to be so shameless.

Outside the villa courtyard.

Countless bodyguards in black suits and wearing earpieces surged out of the cars like a tide.

They all rushed into the villa courtyard.

At this moment, Su Yinxue and the other women all changed their expressions.

Even if Yang Fei was formidable, he couldn't possibly withstand so many skilled experts.

Yi Jun'an saw his own bodyguards flooding into the courtyard.

The crowd was dense, like a tide.

He suddenly felt reassured, his face regaining its arrogant calm.

He pointed at Yang Fei and said indifferently,

"Break this man's legs, then take the Miss back."

Countless bodyguards behind him roared in response.

Forty to fifty fierce bodyguards shouted in unison.

The whole villa resounded like thunder, truly frightening.

As the swarm of people was about to rush forward—

Su Yinxue bit her lip, took two quick steps forward, and stood in front of Yang Fei.

"Yi Jun'an, let them pull back, and I'll go with you."

Yi Jun'an laughed loudly, his face displaying an indescribable smugness.

"Yinxue, you're giving in now? It's too late."

"Today I must cripple this hotel odd-job man."

Lin Xueyi and Zhang Lifang exchanged glances.

Xiao Xuanya stood at a distance, observing coldly.

The three women hadn't anticipated—

Yi Jun'an, always genial and cultured on television interviews,

could put on such an ugly, despicable face.

Yang Fei laughed heartily: "Old white face, you think you can overpower me with numbers?"

He bellowed long and loud, "Mad Blade, aren't you coming out yet?"

"Brother Fei, Mad Blade is here."

"Brother Fei, Fan Yi is here."

"Brother Fei, Li Shun is here."

...

In the dark night, numerous shouts echoed from afar and near.

These sounds, like the gentle waves of the sea, rose and fell in succession.

Listening to those sounds, in the darkness, there were at least thousands of people hidden.

At the same time, countless beams of flashlight lit up.

The dense beams of light, like thousands of fireflies, merged into one.

They illuminated the entire Yuan Villa District like daylight, brightening half the sky.

Such a massive showing suddenly stunned Yi Jun'an and his entourage.

Seeing the scene and hearing the sounds, even Yi Jun'an, however foolish, realized that this small hotel odd-job man

was not as simple as he had thought.

Was he really as Xu Youjiang had said, just a clueless young man with a little Kung Fu and no real culture?

This guy was like a divine dragon hidden in the deep sea, unseen yet formidable.

When he acted, he could call wind and summon rain, stirring the clouds of the heavens.

Yang Fei laughed heartily, his joy unspeakable.

In fact, when Yang Fei arrived at Longyuan Villa, he found the main gate already dismantled and guarded by bodyguards.

He had already notified Li Shun, Mad Blade, and others to bring people over,

while Yang Fei himself sneaked into the villa from the back, entering the third floor to assist Su Yinxue.

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